Reply #21: I had AWFUL neighbors when I lived in Denton

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The one who lived next to me was a single mom with an uncontrollable teenage daughter. We all had common porches, so one day, she grabbed a bunch of my plastic chairs that I had stacked there and she and her friends all got comfortable.

Later on, I asked them to put them back, that they were not hers to use. I had to leave for a while and my mom was visiting. She said they were trying the doors, messing around in my bushes, etc. When I got home I told her if I ever caught her messing around again I'd call the cops. It went back and forth like this for awhile. Her being a pain, me complaining to management, etc.

The couple upstairs were always wrassling around on the floor, and I'd hear these huge BUMPS while I was trying to study or sleep. And they'd turn their stereo way up too. I tried being nice for awhile but it didn't work, so I'd just pull out my broom and bang on the ceiling.

When I moved out, I waited until just about everything was out. We still had to empty the litter box, and someone found a box full of gift wrap we'd almost missed. This gave me an idea.

I filled some pretty little gift bags with cat shit, poofed up the tissue paper all nice, and then left them on their doorsteps to find, with nice notes for them inside about what fucked up neighbors they were. Felt really nice afterward after all the crap I put up with from them.

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